If you missed a little fun fact about me, I don't do well with bees or anything else in the bee family. I think I've come a long way BUT I'm still terrified when I hear buzzing and my go to action is to panic and flee. But what do you do when you're in the car and there's a giant black killer bee trying to hitch a ride with you and your children to school? Exactly. I know at least half of you would panic. And that I did.
It happened last week. I'm not quite sure how it got in our car. Either in the hour or so that one of the kids left the van door open the day before, or in the 20 minutes it took for the kids to get into the car that morning with all of their backpacks and cellos etc. It doesn't really matter though. What matters is how I got it out.
I'm not really sure who heard the buzzing first. Maybe Mya. I turned down the radio to make sure I wasn't imagining things. I mistake lawn mowers in the distance for bees in my car on a pretty regular basis. That's something I'm not too proud of. So I turned down the radio and we heard it again. BZZZZ!!! BZZZZ!!!
I yelled WHAT IS THAT?! Winter was brave enough to look down into the crack between my seat and the center console. She jumped back and screamed "It's a black bee thing!" I yelled, "Okay don't freak out!" as I totally freaked out and squeeled as I pulled over as soon as possible. The kids and I jumped out and shook off our heebie jeebies.
My inner thoughts went something like this: This isn't happening. I hate being a mom sometimes. Is there anyone else that can get this bee out?! Ugh, I don't want to do this. The kids are going to be late for school. I physically cannot remove this bee from my car. I'm too scared. Ugh I hate being a mom sometimes. I'm the adult here. I have no choice.
I yelled to the kids to get a big stick while I looked for the bee. I checked under the seats and all around where Winter spotted it. It wasn't anywhere. I had to get it out of the car before we could all get back in.
The kids spotted an exterminator truck not too far down the street and the guy was walking toward it. The kids yelled, "Look mom, a bug guy! Bug guy, come over here!" To which I responded, "No, no, no leave him alone. I don't need a bug guy to rescue me from a bee in the car." Though it was a tempting thought.
Mya said, "Mom, we need to pull the mats out." I love that she's so calm in an emergency. (Yes this qualified as an emergency) I often can see why God gave me Mya first. She's my lieutenant and often the one who keeps me in check and going the right direction. Literally. She's the one who reminds me that I'm going to Costco when I'm headed to Trader Joe's.
I responded, "Yeah, okay, let's pull the mats out." First, my driver's side mat. Nothing. Then the middle giant mat. I whined "Ahhhhh, there it is! Ugh!" Mya handed me the giant stick she found on the side of the road. I jabbed it at the bee in a repeated insane mad scared motion. Then I raked it out of the car. I kicked it to the other side of the road in case I didn't all the way kill it and it decided to fly back into the car.
I yelled to the kids, "Hurry get in!" It lay upside down on the side of the road but I wasn't trusting that it was dead enough.
Can we just take a minute and appreciate how brave I was? What is your worst fear? Spiders? Snakes? Imagine that one of those was in your car. I wish there was a snake in the car, or a spider. I have no beef with either of those creatures. The kids made it to school on time and my heartbeat eventually calmed down. Quite the adventure. Now, every time we get in the car, I listen for buzzing and look around to make sure there are no tiny passengers.
In other news, we went to visit our best friends, the Higerd Fam in Capo Beach. Mari caught the reunion on video. (And took lots of the pics below) Although there are more Higerds than Wags, so many of them are besties and I love it so much.
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